Thunderballs and Lightning

It’s 3 a.m., and there’s Sound and Fury outside.

Not the kind produced by a lively party, or train wreck, or nucelar explosions, or even a Stooges concert. No, this is in a league all of it’s own. It’s a cacophony, it’s Armageddon.

Turns out it’s none of the above, just a mere … thunderstorm. Not the tame type we have in New Zealand, with a bit of rumble in the distance, and a quick flash. Those are the sparklers of the fireworks kit. These, on the other hand, are the Thunderbolts.

It’s near, and it’s nasty, and it keeps me awake for an hour or so. I’m wondering if this is a harbinger of the upcoming Monsoon season.

This morning, all is bright and warm per usual. It’s overcast, sure, but a bit of a sheen is the only clue to last night’s havoc.

That, and the fact that the school’s compulsory morning prayer assembly is held indoors, allowing some to shirk….

I’m left wondering, what happens when one of these calamities strikes during the day?

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